□□This matter was kept very low-key, and no one else knew about it except the people on the farm.

This is also the result that Mu Wanqing wanted.

The weather gradually got colder, and batches of craftsmen were sent to Shuimu Farm by Du Shaoxuan one after another.

When we came, everyone was not very willing. What could a farm do?

After coming here, it smells really good. I just want to work for the Qingping Township Lord! If I were given a deadline, I would hope it would be a hundred years!

She gave so much.

We eat in the big cafeteria, which provides three meals a day, one meat and two vegetable dishes for each meal, and plenty of meat buns.

Two sets of work clothes are issued each season, suitable for all seasons.

They live in spacious cement brick houses, each with three bedrooms and a living room, which can accommodate most families.

The floor is made of cement, the walls are whitewashed, the stove is right next to the kang, and there is a chimney. The kang is warm when cooking in winter, and the whole house is as warm as spring, which is very comfortable.

It was their first time living in such a house and they felt it was novel, but after living there for a while they began to realize its benefits.

As for heating with kang, this thing is simple and low-cost, and it is very suitable for poor people.

Rich families build fire walls for heating, and the powerful build greenhouses, so they are still comfortable in winter, but the poor can only rely on their integrity to get through it.

Under Mu Wanqing's arrangement, the Mu family had already started using the kang (fired bed). She even set up a kang construction team to specifically undertake the business.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to make the recipe public, but setting up the pit requires certain skills, and if it’s not done well, something bad will happen.

The fees are not expensive, and all members of the engineering team are students of the college. This is considered a practical class and will be assessed.

As for the money earned, the students divided it equally and everyone was quite happy about it.

Mu Wanqing didn't take a single point. She just said, if you don't do well, you will lose points and forget about graduating.

How could the students dare to be perfunctory? Each one of them worked harder than the other.

In addition, the craftsmen will receive five taels of silver per month. If they can make what Mu Wanqing wants, the minimum wage for each person is five hundred taels of silver per item.

Upon hearing this, everyone rushed forward with all their might.

The research work was carried out vigorously.

No matter how busy Mu Wanqing is every month, she will go back to the city to stay for a few days, keep an eye on the snack street, assess the performance of the academy students, and play and build relationships with the children in the kindergarten.

On this day, Mu Wanqing returned to the city again. Instead of going back to the village chief's mansion first, she went to the snack street first.

One mile away from the snack street, you can hear the sound of firecrackers from afar, echoing through the sky.

The carriage was startled, and the driver reined in the horse and stopped. Mu Wanqing lifted the curtain and looked out, "Someone, go and see what's going on up ahead?"

A guard hurried away and came back in a hurry, looking unhappy. "Village Lord, there is a snack street in front of us. The architectural style is exactly the same as ours. They copied everything from us."

Upon hearing this, everyone was furious. How could this be possible?

Mu Wanqing raised her eyebrows, not surprised at all. Nowadays, if something becomes popular, there will be people following the trend the next day.

It is now nearly a year late, which is considered a slow response.

"Come on, let's go downstairs and see if there's anything delicious to eat." See if the secret recipe has been stolen?

She was the first to jump off the carriage, with the guards and maids protecting her, and the group charged forward in a mighty force.

Baiwei Food Street, with a few big words erected high at the entrance of the alley, and a sign erected in the most conspicuous place, offering 50% off for all items.

It’s true, there is a lot of people coming here, and the price is half of that in Mu’s Snack Street, so it’s cheap, so naturally it attracts a lot of people.

Many snacks are similar to those of the Mu family, such as roujiamo, lamb skewers, chicken wontons, grilled tofu, etc.

This made the accompanying staff very angry. How could they be so uncivilized?

Mu Wanqing was very calm. She had seen this kind of thing many times and it was nothing.

Modern competition is much more intense than this! It is also good to see a hundred flowers blooming in all colors.

However, imitation is fine, but stealing the secret recipe is not. This is her bottom line.

She walked in the crowd and was still the brightest person, attracting countless eyes.

In a private room on the second floor of a building, several men were chatting, tasting delicious food, and watching the bustling crowd downstairs.

"This food court has a good flow of people, which is worth all the effort we put into it."

Everyone was very happy to see the good business and a lot of money flowing into their pockets.

"First, we should seize the business of Mu's Snack Street and squeeze them out of business. Then we will be the only one in the market here."

"That's a must. I didn't expect the snack street to be so profitable. I really can't tell."

"The stuff is cheap, but the quantity is huge, so it's naturally not that bad. Hahahaha, I can't wait to see the reaction of the Mu family."

"They are so slow, they still don't know it now..." A man exclaimed, "Hey, is that the Lord of Qingping Township?"

Others crowded over, "It's her, isn't she at the farm outside the city? Why is she here... Has she heard about it? Lord Jin, what should we do?"

The status of the Qingping Township Lady is high, and if she wants to cause trouble, it will be a big trouble.

The eyes of Lord Jin, who was sitting in the middle, were dark and flickering. "Why are you panicking? She's just a woman."

He called one of his men over, whispered a few words in his ear, and the man hurried away.

Mu Wanqing and her group were stopped. A man dressed as a steward bowed deeply and said respectfully, "Greetings to the Township Master Qingping. I'm sorry that I failed to welcome you. Today, I will treat you to a meal all over the street."

His voice was so loud that everyone around looked over. "Oh my god, is this really the Lord of Qingping Village?"

"It's her. She's so pretty."

"Then why does she come here to eat? She has a whole street of snacks."

"Don't you need to ask? It must be better and more delicious here."

Mu Wanqing heard everything. This guidance...had traces of human intervention.

In fact, she had no intention of accusing anyone, she just came over to try the food.

These snacks were not invented by her, anyone can sell them.

It is a good thing to have competition, so that the Mu family members won’t become complacent when they make too much money.

But, it would be wrong to plot against her. "Who are you?"

The man introduced himself respectfully, "I am the owner of the food court, my last name is Peng, and I hope you will honor me with your presence, Lord."

He made a gesture of invitation, and his attitude could not be any humbler.

Everyone around Mu Wanqing was furious. This guy was so shameless. He must have done it on purpose.

After stealing their things and acting like that, they couldn't afford to hit him.

Mu Wanqing looked around and nodded slightly to the people, friendly and generous. There was a commotion in the crowd, and they greeted her excitedly, full of joy and respect.

It can be seen how high Mu Wanqing's prestige is in the hearts of the people.

Manager Peng's face didn't look very good. He deliberately left him aside. Was this a show of force?

Mu Wanqing interacted with the people for a while, then slowly looked at Manager Peng.

"Okay, please bring 20 portions of food from each store." She pointed to a glutinous rice dumpling shop that had some vacancies, "Bring them all here."

Manager Peng was stunned for a moment. "Isn't this bad? Please go to the second floor, where it is quiet and will not disturb you."

"What's the point?" Mu Wanqing looked at the snack shops. "The smell of fireworks in the world is the most soothing to ordinary people's hearts. I like to see the fireworks in the market. It is full of human warmth and makes people feel very happy. I can also chat with the elders and fellow villagers."

Her friendliness and easy-going nature made the people like her even more, and they spoke out in support.

Mu Wanqing walked slowly towards the Tangyuan shop, "Boss, can we set up a table outside?"

The boss was flattered and excited, "Yes, of course, you can."

He didn't even notice that Manager Peng was winking at him and was diligently waiting for Mu Wanqing and her group to take their seats.

Portions of delicious food were brought to Mu Wanqing. She took out a knife and cut a small piece of roujiamo. It looked similar, but the taste was much worse.

"Whether Roujiamo is delicious depends on the braised meat inside. Usually it is half lean and half fat, and the soup is the essence. But this one is a bit dry and not flavorful enough."

She distributed the remaining roujiamo to the people, picked up a string of golden lamb skewers, took a bite and shook her head slightly, "The meat was not processed in advance, and it lacked cumin powder. It's a bit lacking."

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If the secret recipe wasn't stolen, that would be fine. As long as it wasn't an internal problem, it would be easy to solve.

It is not uncommon for a good chef to be able to replicate dishes, but it is still difficult to imitate them exactly. Some secret seasonings cannot be copied easily.

She handed the rest to the person next to her, picked up the wonton and scooped out one, frowning slightly.

"The meat filling is not fresh enough, the seasoning is not right, and the skin is not thin enough..."

This is a normal comment from her. She has eaten so many delicious foods that she has developed a picky taste.

But Manager Peng was very anxious, thinking that this would ruin their business, and he couldn't help but retort.

"Master Qingping, your comments are very interesting. People who know you will naturally know that you are used to eating good food and despise ordinary food. If they don't know, they will think that you came here specially to ruin the party."

These words were somewhat poisonous, and the followers glared at him angrily, wishing they could go up and beat him up.

Knowing that it was Mu Wanqing's property, he not only copied it but also dared to stop her. He was extremely courageous.

"I run a snack bar of my own, what do I have to complain about? You are such a sharp-tongued person, targeting me on purpose." Mu Wanqing looked puzzled. Does she look like a kind-hearted person?

"Why would I come to ruin things? Because they copied everything from our snack street, even the snacks, but they just couldn't grasp the essence. It's like trying to draw a tiger but ended up drawing a dog. But it's understandable, after all, it's a secret recipe, it can't be easily cracked."

Manager Peng's face turned pale, and his heart was trembling. "You are so talkative. These delicacies have been around for a long time and are quite popular in the Jiangnan area. If you can move here, why can't we? Is it because you are the village chief and we are ordinary people?"

Mu Wanqing couldn't help but laugh. Not only did he steal the skills, but he also did so many tricks.

When she was trying to guide public opinion, they didn't even know where they were.

"There's no such food in Jiangnan. Don't think you can talk nonsense just because you're far away."

She was too lazy to argue with them, but she still had to say what she had to say.

"Also, which common person can build such a food street? It would take tens of thousands of taels of silver. Let me ask the folks present, do you think he is an ordinary person?"

The common people rolled their eyes and said, "What kind of common people is he? This set of clothes must be worth a lot of money."

"Village Master, this man is dishonest, beat him up."

"I've noticed that there's something wrong with this street, but I didn't dare to say it. Village Master, these foods are obviously yours, and these people are shameless."

Amid the condemnation, Manager Peng's face turned greener and greener. "You misunderstood. I'm just the manager..."

"You dare to squeeze the village chief who was personally appointed by the court, and dare to step on the village chief's face to make profits. A manager like you is not an ordinary one. Nowadays, even a manager dares to slap the face of the court. Wow, you are awesome." Mu Wanqing gave him a thumbs up, and praised him. No, it was a thumbs up.

"I don't know what this means because I don't have much experience. I will go back and write a letter to ask the officials in the court and also ask the emperor. The village chief he appointed has no prestige. If I have no prestige, it means he has no prestige..."

She threw out the trump card casually, and Manager Peng knelt down in front of her. This was going to kill them. "Village Master, I can't speak. Please spare me this time."

Mu Wanqing looked down at him, "Then tell me, who is the person behind you? Who asked you to bring bad luck to me?"

Butler Peng subconsciously looked towards the second floor opposite, then realized something was wrong and quickly looked away.

It was just a matter of a moment, but Mu Wanqing, who had been staring at him, saw it. She was always very meticulous and immediately thought of many things.

She stood up, brushed off her sleeves to wipe away the non-existent dust, and a nonchalant smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"It seems that someone doesn't like me, so I will deal with him!"